Who Killed Markiplier? (Mayor X OC SubPlot)

Chapter 2-Pt 1

"WHO DID THIS?" Abe shouted, gesturing to the empty spot on the floor. I was silent. How could a body just vanish like this? Some one must have moved him but who? And why? The answer was obvious, but I just didn't want to think that. I just stared in confusion and shock at the detective as he rambled. "It certainly wasn't me," he said, scoffing. "No, no. Somebody, NOT ME, must have moved it between the time I was the last person alone with the body in room and then stepped out for a few minutes to take care of some personal business that you don't need to know about." He had moved closer to me again and tugged on his coat in thought. "Could have been anybody...except me." He gave me face like that was the most ridiculous thought anybody could ever have. I narrowed my eyes at him. He was acting way too suspicious for me. How could he not notice someone moving a full grown, male human body from the crime scene? And what "business" was he talking about? I started to suspect his true actions and motives when the butler walked in. He looked around the floor and saw that the body was missing. As he walked closer to the detective, he yelled out to Abe. "What the hell happened here?" "The body's been moved," he explained. "On it's own?" The butler asked in disbelief. "No, of course not," Abe said. 'Well,' I thought. 'At least he has some common sense in his airbag of a head.' "Unless it did," he said suddenly, and turned to face me again. "In which case we've got way bigger problems than a simple murder." I just faced palmed as lightening struck yet again. I couldn't believe his stupidity. Even a writer like myself finds every situation he proclaims as idiotic. I look up again when I hear footsteps. The chef had rushed in, staring in shock at the empty scene. "What the hell happened here?" He copied the butlers question. "The body's moved," the butler answered this time. "On it's own?" He repeated yet again. "We haven't quite ruled that out just yet," Abe said. "But let's not forget we've got a murderer." Lightening flashed again. I don't even notice it anymore, I've become used to it. I have noticed however, how lightening only strikes when someone says "murder" or something close to it. I shook it off though. "Bully!" I heard behind me. I spin and yelp in fear and surprise only to see the Colonel right in my face. 'How did he sneak up on me like that?' I thought. I recompose myself as the Colonel speaks to the gathered group. "Quite a storm out there, eh, chaps?" He gets close to my face again. "What are you doing huddled here in fear?" He asks, ducking under the tape and slowly approaching the chef. I see that Abe is just as confused as I am about his sudden appearance. The chief points at the body outline and speaks first. "We have a zombie problem," he said. "Ah," The Colonel exclaimed. He got up in every single persons face except mine as he speaks, and they all lean away from him. "Homo necrosis! The most dangerous game." He backed away and looked around the floor. "Well, if someone needs to put the old lad down again, I'm well up for the privilege," he offered. Of course, Abe started to question Colonel. "What do you mean by "again"? And what do you mean by "privilege"?" He asked with suspicion. "For the love of God," I snapped. "Can you for once not accuse someone before they have a chance to explain theirselves?!" Everyone except the Colonel stared at me surprised. They haven't heard me speak like that and I've barely spoken to the three of them this whole time. I've had a real conversation with Colonel before so I guess that's why he wasn't surprised. I feel comfortable around him, and I have a feeling if we make it out of this that we could be very close friends. Almost as close as Damian is if we knew each other longer but Damian will always be first. The Colonel spoke again to defend himself. "I'm just saying, I've got plenty of..." He paused to find the right word, waving his arms around to the floor. "E-experience on the matter." "So do I," Chef said. The butler looked at him in shock and backed away from him. I didn't want to know what he meant by that. I was scared of him enough as it is. Abe took no notice of his words and spoke again to the Colonel. "Yeah, that just raises more questions," he said. This time Colonel ignored Abe and spoke to the whole group. "Well, I'm off to the grounds to see if I can catch a wiff of the old bag of bones, eh?" He started laughing as he turned around and started walking out of the room. The butler, confused about something, asked him as he left, "Wait, weren't you and Mark the same age?" However the Colonel continued his maniacal laugh until it ends with a cough and he is gone. Abe moved closer to me to talk. "All right," He said, "I don't trust him. Then again, I don't trust anyone." I saw the chef and the butler raise their arms, offended. I shrugged my shoulders at them like, 'What can you do?'. They lowered their arms when he turned halfway to give them his orders. "Alright, lock this place down. Secure the front gate." He used his hand to emphasize his words. "I don't want anyone in or out of this place until we get to the bottom of this." "Locks won't keep people from getting out, sir," The butler pointed out. "Locks won't," the Chef said. "But Chef will." He tugged his shirt down and walked off to guard the grounds. It looked like Abe had enough of the butler now. I'm not surprised though, I think he had enough of everyone here already. "Look, you're a real smart son of a b*tch," Abe told the butler sarcastically. "Handsome, too. Beautiful, even." Abe moved his hand to almost stroke the butler's cheek as he spoke. The poor man moved his head away, very disturbed no doubt. "BUT, we don't have time for this," Abe said, not noticing the butler's behavior. "I think we forgot the most important question of all during our arousing game of whodunit." He looked at me and then the butler as he spoke. "Why? Why?" The two of us thought about this. He was right. We were trying to point fingers at each other when we really should have been trying to find out why. "Come," Abe motioned with his hand to follow behind him. "Walk with me." He started walking and I followed behind him. I didn't say anything as I let him speak his concerns. "Why did he invite us all here? Why tonight? He said we were celebrating something, but he never specified what. It's almost as if this whole shindig of a hootenanny was just a ruse." "What would make you think that?" I asked. If I was going to be his partner, (however the whole dead-partners thing never left my mind) I needed to know what he was thinking. "Mark was my friend: had been for years," he explained. "But then he went quiet. I knew something was wrong," he stopped walking. "I just never figured out what. Now I guess I never will." He looked really upset. Even though I really didn't like him, I remembered that Mark was his friend too and that he must be hurting as well. I chose not to say anything however and let him continue. "Look, I'm gonna level with you; you're my new partner. I've been working with him for years." We started walking again. "Now I've been doing this a long time, and I know something is wrong." We reached a staircase. "There is a murderer-" We looked looked up as more thunder and lightning appeared. "-here amongst us," he went on like nothing happened as we climbed the steps. "And we need to find him. Now you look like a trustworthy..." He waved his hand around trying to find a word. "Somebody," he decided on. "Hey!" I snapped, offended. "I know we just met," he ignored me as we reached the top of the stairs. "But I am an excellent judge of character." He stopped and faced me, smiling. "Excellent like a fox." He winked. I smiled back. I thought to myself, 'Maybe I've grown on him; and maybe he's not as bad he seems.' He turned around and started walking again. Then he did the most stupidest thing I've ever seen. He. Started. Monologuing. "I smiled and feed them a line of bulls*it. The truth was, I couldn't trust them any more than the other skuzz around here." I gave his back my 'What the living f*ck?!' face but stayed silent. Mostly cause I was at a lost for words. We went down another staircase. "But like my late partner once said right before he died, best to keep your enemies close. Wink wink." 'Seriously?' I thought. Abe stopped in the middle of the steps and pointed at me as he said, "You don't look like you have a reason to kill him. And if you do..." Now he's laughing. "Best to keep your enemies close, eh? Wink wink." He winked like four times with each eye. I rolled my eyes and sent a prayer that I wouldn't cause the second murder and followed him down the stairs again. "So, the real question we should be asking is: Who stood to gain the most from Mark's death? Now, in my thorough analysis the corpse's anal cavity," Again with that!! This guy has some serious issues! "I discovered that in addition to being stabbed 37 times, he was also poisoned, beaten, strangled, drowned, and shot," He turned as he said, "In that order." I was shocked. How could Mark be killed in so many ways in one night? How would he even be alive to receive all those cruel punishments? It doesn't make any sense. I pushed it aside for the time being and listened to Abe. "Now, if you ask me, that's a lot of trouble to go through to knocked off one guy," We ventured up yet another flight of stairs. The same one I came down before I found Mark's body. I suppressed a shiver as we went up to the bed rooms. "And it sure as sh*t is no accident. No. No, my friend. There's gonna be no simple simple candlestick-in-the-library solution to this whole...puzzle." 'Oh really? I thought we were played the morning papers crossword.' "So, we're gonna have to do the detective-ly thing and go through the victim's most private and personal possessions." We stopped in front of a door, Mark's bedroom, as he gestured to it. The was a moments pause. Abe's eyes looked at the door and back at me. "Well, after you," he said. Even though I was reaching my limit with him, I went first and opened the door.

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Sorry that this is so short and probably not that good but I haven't posted any real story in forever so I wanted to give you guys something. I'm also busy with school and two oneshots I need to write for one of my other books. Anyways enjoy!